That’s everything but the futuristic cyclo-tubes. Seems like every few months some designer mocks up a grand vision of a future where bikes and cars are separated by some kind of multi-level elevated express bikeways. I’m all for trails and greenways and protected lanes, but those grand designs are not about to justify their costs or solve an actual problem that exists. [Update: apparently while I was drawing this, Copenhagenize posted a nice lil screed about the latest incarnation of shiny new bike infrastructure] And every time I see them I think about how uncomfortable I’d be riding, say, at a not-too-trafficky time of day on a limited-access elevated bikeway, knowing that if an aggressive or creepy rider appeared behind me I’d have no immediate way out. Thus, folks who suggest those get pursued by creepy clowns (I know, redundant).

Welp, that was a lot of text for what was supposed to be a quickie comic! Hope y’all got some schadenfreude out of this.

Irish Breakfast.

A webcomicblogdiarything. By Emily. It gets its name from my two favorite beverages (tea and tea with whiskey in it), excesses of which lead to the adventures recorded in the comics. Slightly more detail is here. Or, just start from the very beginning.